Description
by Mason Jarre
“Mrs McKenzie” is an explicit novel of sex and frustration. Powerful and emotional, it twists and turns around the lives of a frustrated man and his equally frustrated wife, in a world where others use and abuse those who come into contact with them to achieve their own sexual satisfaction in many different ways.
Sarah McKenzie is depressed. She doesn’t want sex. She wants to please her husband, but it always seems to be a disaster. No one understands, not even her therapist.
Thomas McKenzie is frustrated, but his real interests lie elsewhere. The demands of a professional dominatrix are, he thinks, well worth paying for. He is prepared to do almost anything for the opportunity to meet her “in the flesh”.
Boris and Ivan work for two dominatrixes, but they are more interested in the male clients than in any female, dominatrix or not. Both Angelique, the strong, black Mistress, and Dominique, equally powerful but with a much more ordinary figure and appearance, are seriously wondering whether they can cope with the influx of new clients, and yet they are very selective and demand absolute submission in so very many ways before they will let anyone, male or female, get close.
And then there is Tyrone, the black, muscular bodybuilder at the gym attended by Thomas McKenzie. His desires are complex, and his sex drive seemingly inexhaustible. He may be able to “top” a dominatrix, but his eyes follow Thomas.
Everyone has a secret, whether he or she knows it or not; a secret desire, a secret characteristic, or a secret life. It will all be revealed. Eventually. And explicitly.
Published: 10 / 2010
No. words: 40100
Style: BDSM/Bondage – Content: Moderate – Dark Secrets BDSM/Bondage, Bisexual Bondage/BDSM, Fem Dom – F/M
She moaned softly as his thick fingers found their way between her thighs and to her pussy. He was merciless as he began to push past her folds, rubbing against her clit, until his finger was buried deep inside her, stroking her. She closed her eyes and let words slip from her mouth…
“Thank you, Master,” was muffled by the gag. Her eyes widened when she heard the quiet hum of a vibrator being turned on. She stared down at the curly hair of the black master that was still suckling on her breast, arousing her even more. Somewhere in her mind, she thought there must be countless women who longed to be pleasured, to be dominated by a handsome black buck like Tyrone. She gasped around the gag as fingers were quickly replaced by the sex toy. She could tell he had chosen the wild rabbit for her. Not only was it vibrating deep inside her, but also it was tickling her clit, sending shivers through her body. She began to sweat. Little droplets of perspiration fell to her feet and then trickled onto the floor.
“You like that bitch? Yeah, you’re my bitch, you fucking whore,” said Tyrone as he moved to stand behind her. Whack!
The stinging of the paddle on her ass made her jump. Her mind was walking the tightrope between pleasure and pain now. Whack!
She groaned as the restraints held her up and her toes slid across the cool floor. By the time she sensed he had stopped spanking her, the pain on her buttocks rivaled the pleasure emanating from her pussy. The incessant beating of the drums seemed to bring out the devil in Tyrone.
“More, more, Master, please!” she attempted to beg, though stifled by the gag.
His smooth velvety hands cupped her breast as she felt his dick up against her buttocks. She could feel the coolness of the lube, and the warmth from his cock was masked by the condom. His thick lips upon her neck sent more shivers up her spine.
Tyrone’s hands moved swiftly, stripping her of her panties. She looked down to see the shreds of lace on the floor. His hand on her belly steadied her while he used the other to find its target.
Tyrone could feel the vibrations of the toy in her pussy as he entered her hole. He enjoyed Dominique trembling in his arms as he shoved his cock deeper and deeper inside her ass.
“Yeah, that’s it, baby, take my black cock. You white women all want a nice black prick inside you, and I’m gonna’ give it all to you baby, you hear me, baby?”
Dominique nodded and let out a muffled, “Yes, Master.”
His strong hands grabbed her hips. She quivered at the sensations wracking her pussy and her ass. His thrust quickly became more violent. The stinging of his hand upon her buttocks edged her closer. Sparks were flying through her brain and little specks of light fluttered across her eyes as she began to breathe more heavily.
He too was gasping for air as he began to pound her ass. Deeper and deeper he drove himself into her, matching the pounding of the drums. Then, he changed. He began pulling his dick out completely before jabbing it back into her.
“Damn, bitch, you have a tight ass. Oh, God, what a great ass you have! Damn, bitch, damn!”
She could feel his balls slapping against her, his dick hardening as her entire body vibrated into a quick and sudden climax. Sweaty, Tyrone, however, took a couple of minutes longer. He enjoyed every sensation that her vibrating ass gave and he could tell by the tightening of her muscles that she had climaxed. A hand found its way to her head, pulling it backwards as he continued a rapid ramming.
“…Oh, God! Oh, Jesus!” she heard him scream while feeling his cock pulse and twitch as he gave a final deep thrust inside her. She breathed heavily as he backed out of her.
“Damn, bitch, you’re good…” he said while wiping perspiration from his forehead. Within a few minutes, he had collected himself, but paused briefly to look at Dominique’s white ass quiver. The hum of the vibrator still working inside her was muted by the constant moaning from Dominique. Tyrone, smiling as he removed the cum-filled condom and trashed it, left the playroom. Dominique enjoyed the few minutes alone, letting the sensations and the continued pleasuring of the device inside her work its magic. But, the moment was all to brief as Boris and Ivan entered and freed her from the shackles.
